It’s so important for me to feel connected to the world. To the earth and air and sun and stars and water. I spend so much time tapped in to other things – the internet, books, music, the presence of others – sometimes it’s nice to just feel the sun.
I desperately want a porch. Somewhere I can hang my hammock. Somewhere I can just sit and breathe.
Right now, what I have is this two-inch view if I stand with my back to the mailbox. Good enough.
Beauty is thus an altered state of consciousness, an extraordinary moment of poetry and grace.
Beauty is a sunset over Lake Champlain, a barista that knows your order by heart, six inches of powder in the trees, and parallel lines of fresh corduroy on the trails. Beauty is the smell of snow that greets you first thing in the morning as you step outside balancing breakfast and car keys and briefcase.
I can’t wait to get back into the mountains.
Quote by Leonard Koren, Wabi-Sabi: For Artists, Poets, & Philosophers